Can’t Win Me Back

"Lyse, you're finally awake!" Jameson held Alyssa's soft hands tightly as he caressed and kissed them longingly.

He had been so anxious that he was on the brink of tears.

"You've been sleeping for 24 hours.

You really scared me to death.

I was afraid that you were unwell! "T got a doctor to come over while you were asleep and got you injected with glucose.

You can't keep going on without food.

No matter how much you hate me, you shouldn't torture yourself.

Is it even worth it this way?" As a doctor, Alyssa knew she couldn't hold up much longer.

This bastard, Jameson, was right.

Even if she wanted to kill him, she needed to gather enough strength to do so.

"I'm craving meat," Alyssa uttered without looking at him.

After five days, Jameson finally invoked a normal response from her.

The quiver in his eyes reflected the joy within him.

"Sure...

kitchen staff prepare something for you

It'll be ready soon.

the kitchen staff

a wheelchair, two female helpers

her up, groomed her, and

her face when she emerged from

still sunken, and

was deep and

put his arms around her waist to pick her up ina

in his arms, a look of hatred flashed across Alyssa's

devoid of any strength to resist

carried her carefully to

they sat at the dining table, he sat her on his lap and continued to hold

even care that his straightened suit was

mobility

and affectionately, Jameson cut the steak into small pieces and fed them to

knew Jameson's patience

lowered her moistened

by piece, she finished the

her eyes had faded, replaced by an emptiness, a darkness that mirrored

Jameson whispered, his fingers grazing her

look good in your wedding dress when you're

course, you're also very beautiful now." Alyssa shuddered when she thought about that drug that could wipe

to be overly resistant against